“A few months ago, I felt called to start a prayer group for anyone who wanted to feel uplifted during their lunch hour. I went on Google and found a diner near my office, then printed flyers and spread them around outside my building, praying at least a couple of people would show.
“The day of our first meeting, I arrived at the diner and…I was horrified. It was run-down and dingy and the only people there were a surly looking couple in the corner, a tattooed man at the counter and a homeless woman with bags of aluminum cans near the bathroom. My stomach churned as I wondered why God would put this on my heart if it was going to be such a failure.
“I slid into a seat at a large booth and got out my Bible. Suddenly, the tattooed man approached me. ‘Are you doin’ the prayer meeting?’ he asked, holding out my flyer. I swallowed as the others got up and came to my table. I’d imagined a group of businesswomen in pantsuits…this was anything but. Then I realized despite their appearances, they all shared a hunger to know God and feel His love. Humbled, I smiled and welcomed them all whole-heartedly.
“At the end of our session, we held hands, prayed and agreed to meet again. It was the most powerful half hour I’d spent in years.
“Now my diner group has grown to 20 people and every day they teach me to see with an open heart…because the Lord always makes sure we’re right where He needs us!”
—Catie Lane, 54, Winter Haven, FL